Eight hundred and seventieth chapters martial arts coercion
Chapter 876 The pressure of martial arts
Chapter 876 The pressure of martial arts
The general trend of more than twenty sects gathered together. Under such oppression, Lin Xuan had to temporarily avoid the edge. (dukan, read and see)
Lin Xuan's expression changed. If Ling Yue and others offended so many sects, it was obviously not worth it.
But no one knew that Ling Yue was his illegitimate son! The so-called old friend was brought up by Lin Xuan casually. How could Lin Xuan be willing to watch Ling Yue fall?
Not only that, if it retreats, the prestige of the Shenyin Sect in the Martial God Continent will inevitably plummet.
While Lin Xuan was meditating, Qing Jue took a few steps forward, and his Gang Feng emerged from Qing Jue's hand, condensing into a huge Gang Feng sword.
Obviously, Qing Jue wanted to kill someone! In the end, Lin Xuan sighed slightly, took a step forward to block Qing Jue's steps, and said calmly: "You can't kill these people, I, the Divine Seal Sect, will protect them!"
As he spoke, a ray of light flashed on the ring on Lin Xuan's right hand, and a broken sword appeared in Lin Xuan's hand.
The Broken Sword appeared, and the strange gathering of spiritual energy from heaven and earth caused a stir in the space.
Lin Xuan raised his eyes slightly, looked at the floating island in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "If senior helps me, then I, the Divine Seal Sect, will dedicate this half of the sword to senior!"
This half-cut sword must be extraordinary. At least Qing Jue and others felt an astonishing pressure on it. There seemed to be a will in this half-cut sword.
Before Lin Xuan finished speaking, a series of roars sounded in the sky, a terrifying pressure spread out, and a tall figure walked out of the void and returned to Li Ren, the leader of the Sword Sect.
If Ye Chen were here, he would recognize the person in front of him as the strong man in the martial arts realm who was chasing him in the first place.
When the leader of the first-class sect saw this figure, Jian Yu and others frowned.
Li Ren just took a step forward, and this step spanned dozens of feet, reaching the sky above Lin Xuan. His eyes focused on the half-cut sword in Lin Xuan's hand.
"Give me the half-cut sword, these people in front of you will be fine!" Li Ren said lightly, losing Mei Niang, there was a trace of exhaustion in Li Ren's eyes.
Hearing this, Lin Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the half-cut sword. The half-cut sword floated up strangely and fell into Li Ren's hand.
Holding the half-cut sword, a fiery look flashed in Li Ren's eyes. After getting the half-cut sword, he could reassemble the sword, and he would have something to rely on against the ancient Taoist sect master.
Putting away the half-cut sword, Li Ren turned around and looked at Qing Jue and the others, his sword eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and the aura of his martial arts realm warrior filled the air, turning into a terrifying coercion and sweeping out.
Faced with the oppression of the martial arts realm, Ye Chen had to avoid the edge for a while, let alone Qing Jue and others.
Bang bang! Qing Jue and others took a few steps back, gathering their true energy to resist this terrifying pressure.
"I am going to the Sword Sect to intervene in this matter. Do you have any opinions?" Li Ren said calmly, his calm tone giving people a sense of majesty that cannot be violated.
"I don't care whether the two sides are right or wrong, let's just forget about it!" Li Ren said calmly.
Hearing this, Qing Jue and the others were about to speak out when a terrifying pressure suddenly came over them.
Bang bang! Qing Jue, Jian Yu and others took a few steps back again. Only through personal experience did they realize how terrifying the martial arts realm was.
Li Ren glanced over and landed on the Pavilion Master of Bajian Pavilion and others, without saying a word.
When just one look brought them endless oppression, the master of Bajian Pavilion sighed slightly, looked at Qing Jue and others helplessly, and whispered: "Sorry!"
After saying that, the master of Bajiang Pavilion turned around and retreated to the floating island. He couldn't afford to offend the first-class sect, at least the current Bajian Pavilion couldn't offend him.
The other sect leaders also sighed slightly and turned to leave. For a moment, only Wan Yu Sword Sect and others were left beside Qing Jue and others.
Qing Jue did not say anything about the departure of the Pavilion Master of Bajiang Pavilion and others. Qing Jue and others were very grateful that they were able to take action before.
"Martial Arts Realm!" Looking at the figure in front of him, Qing Jue sighed slightly. He and others were still too weak. If he had the cultivation of the martial arts realm, why should he be afraid of the person in front of him.
The whole situation turned to Lin Xuan's side again, and just one martial arts realm warrior turned the whole situation around.
Han Jian sighed slightly, he knew that this was the limit of the Sword God Sect.
"Gentleman, ten years!" Shen Sheng lightly patted Han Jian's shoulder and whispered.
Hearing this, Han Jian glanced at Shen Sheng. He understood what Shen Shen meant. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years.
Without any hesitation, Han Jian took a step forward, held his sword, made a sword salute to Qing Jue and others, and whispered: "Senior Qing Jue, let this matter go!"
"After all, we are only slightly injured!" After saying that, Han Jian turned to look at Li Ren and said calmly: "Then follow what the senior said!"
Seeing Han Jian make a decision for herself and others, Qing Jue sighed slightly and said nothing more. She just gave Li Kang a cold look. This look made Li Kang's heart tremble.
"This matter has been resolved. Lin Xuan, you can take your people and leave!" Li Ren said lightly. After saying that, his figure disappeared silently in the snow.
Although Li Ren has gone far, the pressure of the martial arts realm still hovers in everyone's hearts.
It was only at this moment that Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, smiled at Zi Mang and the others and said, "I, the Divine Seal Sect, will keep what happened today in mind. In the future, if you have nothing to do, you can come to the Divine Seal Sect to talk about it!
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As soon as these words came out, those third-rate sects all had smiles on their faces.
After a moment of greetings, Lin Xuanruo gave Qing Jue and others a meaningful look, turned around, and left with Ling Yue and others.
This farce ended with the appearance of martial arts warriors. Everyone who had hoped for a fight between the two sides sighed, having waited for so long in vain.
For a moment, the onlookers dispersed one after another, the sword light blazed, and the sword light in the void gradually disappeared into the floating island.
The unconventional sects below naturally did not dare to offend the Sword God Sect anymore, and they also retreated, leaving an area of several thousand meters in radius to the Sword God Sect.
They know that now that the three major ancient clans have returned to the Sword God Sect, the strength of the Sword God Sect will inevitably skyrocket, no less than a second-rate sect.
The Qi sword dissipated, and the fighting spirit in Jian Xue's eyes gradually dissipated. His gaze stayed in the direction where Li Ren disappeared, and murmured: "The martial arts realm is interesting!"
Jian Yu held the sword, glanced at Jian Xue, and whispered: "Then, I'll go back too!"
Hearing this, Jian Xue nodded without saying anything, but Qing Jue cupped her hands and said, "Thank you for your help, Guizong!"
Jian Yu smiled, saying nothing, turned around, cupped his hands to Han Jian and others, and then left with Wan Yu Sword Sect and others.
For a time, there were only three ancient tribesmen left around, Han Jian and others, and Jian Xue.
The snow started to fall again, and the broken ice was once again covered with a layer of snow.
Jue Lin raised his head and looked at the flying snow in the sky. He raised his right hand and pointed out. In an instant, the flying snow all around began to dance wildly. The dancing snow covered the figures of them and others.
Qing Jue turned around, looked at Jian Xin, and whispered: "Where is Wu Dai?"
When mentioning Five Generations, everyone's attention falls on Jian Xue.
Snowflakes streaked across Jian Xue's face. Jian Xue raised her head and said calmly: "He went to kill someone!"
"He went to kill people!" Jian Xue's voice blended into the surrounding snow. It was not clear whether it was his voice that was cold or his words that were cold, but everyone felt a chill.
With a slight movement in his expression, Qing Jue thought of the killer Xuan Ren mentioned before, and also thought of Jian Xue and Ye Chen going to kill the alliance, and became more and more certain that the killer was Ye Chen.
"There are still three days until the battle between the sect masters of the inferior sects. If the fifth generation does not arrive before then, then the situation will be a bit serious!" Xuan Ren whispered as he looked at Jian Xue meaningfully.
"The sect master will definitely come!" Han Jian chuckled, but his tone was extremely sure.
"Yes, it will definitely happen!" Looking up at the sky, Lu Ya firmly believed that the sect master would come from the vast world.
Now, Ye Chen has become the belief in the hearts of the five people in Feng Ge. They always believe that the sect master will not disappoint people, not before, not now, nor in the future.
"The Fifth Generation will definitely come!" Qing Jue raised his head and looked at the sky as well, but his heart was more filled with anticipation. After not seeing him for several months, is the Fifth Generation's strength becoming more terrifying?
In this vast white world, there was a call from Qing Jue and others, and this call seemed to have traveled through time and space and landed in Ye Chen's heart.
And far above the distant ice field, its weak sunlight spreads like flowing water, hitting the crystal clear ice sculptures.
Two days later, there were more and more ice sculptures on the ice field, and ice sculptures were floating in the void. These ice sculptures were not only those of human warriors, but some were even monsters passing by.
There are thousands of ice sculptures, and the breath of death permeates them. The cold breath hovers in the sky, and this cold air forces back the sunlight.
Ye Chen had kept his eyes closed all this time, and the chill was spreading around him. But at this moment, a breeze emerged around him, blowing on the ice sculptures.
The winter snow is clearing at night, and the afterglow of the evening moon dyes the clouds in the sky like flames.
When Qing Jue and others stirred up the Supreme Throne, the Moon God mark on Ye Chen's eyebrows beat slightly, and a mysterious and mysterious wave filled Ye Chen's heart.
The spiritual energy within a few miles around also became violent and gathered in the sky above Ye Chen. The lifeless spiritual energy in the past seemed to be alive.
Ye Chen's mind sank into it, feeling the fluctuations of spiritual energy, the agility of the wind, the biting ice, the scorching heat of the fire, and the violent thunder.
"The ultimate in ice!" The snow fell and condensed into an ice sword that stuck on the ice.
Ye Chen was still immersed in the world of selflessness and did not notice the passage of time at all. On the contrary, Huo Qilin was anxious at the side. The competition had already begun, but the boy in front of him was still practicing.
Purple electric light appeared in vain beside Ye Chen, and hissing sounds could not be heard.
Boom! An electric light that penetrated the world appeared in vain at the horizon. At this moment, Ye Chen's closed eyes slowly opened...